Well, as prepared as a guy can get. I mean seriously, does the idea of spending your weekend learning about how little kids mispronounce words sound fun to you? Who knew there was a term for dropping the first syllable of a word or adding new sounds to make it easier to pronounce.
Seriously, this is what they sound like to me.
In other news, my echocardiogram went well. Well, I think it went well? Maybe I should have gone into medicine so I'd have at least some idea of what was happening on that screen. It was a bit disconcerting to see my heart beating in black and white.
It was also uncomfortable as the technician pressed the scanner repeated into my ribs and the scar tissue of my past surgeries.
Seriously though, I could see the valves opening and closing and as neat as it was, I couldn't help be bothered as I watched a little flap of something swing wildly with every pump of my heart. Is this normal? Is this healthy? I have no idea, and I won't until my doctor takes a look at it.
Looks fine to me.
Last but not least, who remembers Patt? My awesome prof from last term who I went to the pub with for drinks every week? The guy I was also going to get a reference letter from? He's a interesting guy, really nice person.
Who has suddenly, and inexplicably gone insane.
Within the span of a month this man has lost his mind. We don't know what has happened, or why he's suddenly lashing out at students and peers but something in his head has snapped. This is very uncharacteristic behaviour because I've known him for years, fellow students have known him for years and he has never acted like this. Always calm, pleasant to be around, funny guy.
Not someone who goes into fits of rage over nothing.
His research students are actually making back-ups of everything in case he destroys everything.
So, looks like I'm going to need a reference letter from someone else now.
Enjoy your week guys, I'll relax when my midterm is done. See you on Wednesday.